| Sing the song, sing along with me Sing the song, sing the song with me When I’m with you baby, tell me why, tell me so
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| I ask you to go high, you tell me to go low
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| So I go low, (slurp), taste the shit
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| (Slurp), taste it again, I like it
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| (Rrr) I’m the original G-O-D
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| Making young ladies scream’s my specialty
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| When I go DUN DUN DUN DUH, girls get hype
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| From the funky fresh music that was stereotyped
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| When I kill, that ol’mad funky flow
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| Not sayin Ason, duck duck disco
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| Or disco duck, strictly hip hop
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| Baby baby, I can’t stop
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| Wu, gots ta like come on through
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| Soo, that’s the call for the Wu I came here to rectify
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| BROOKLYN ZOO, terrify
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| Why, niggas wanna get up and rap and rap and rap
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| Man, fuck that
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| Shit, that I make it’s the skit
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| I wanna see ya hands in the air, can ya dig it Let’s sing the song
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| Come on party people, all in together now, sing along
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| Have you ever ever ever
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| In your long legged life
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| Had a bald headed bitch
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| For your bald headed wife
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| Gimme dat
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| Who’s the baddest motherfucka in the Brooklyn town
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| And also representer of the Wu-Tang sound
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| If you wanna get up and get fucked up Last nigga got up and got shot up But you's a gangsta, on the boards I'll bang ya Mess with the Wu-Tanger, I'll hang ya You'll get shanked and spanked and |
| alley-ooped
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| I admire true niggas like Dre and Snoop
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| Chamber number 9, verse 32
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| Only speaks about BROOKLYN ZOO
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| That a true nigga shall come through
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| No-one is available to be compatible
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| This is chamber number 9, verse 32
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| Is what we call The Stomp
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| (Stomp)
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| The stomp is down (Stomp)
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| Get down for your crown (Stomp)
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| Stomp (Stomp)
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| Brothas always playin with the microphone
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| When it blows up in your face, (BOOM) you leave it alone
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| You couldn’t touch, this style is too much
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| It’s the rhymer, I don’t give a crippled crab crutch
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| (Grruh) Any nigga or niggerette
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| Get burned to the brimecell like a cigarette
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| Straight up and down, I don’t play around
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| Rhymin gets me paid madd bread by the pound
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| Shout out to my crew, tight as a belt y’all
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| Go by the name Big A, from the shelter |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Stomp , by - Ol' Dirty Bastard. Song from the album Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп